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Poetry By: Twisted

I shall have you this night, and claim you as mine.

Submitted:Aug 25, 2007    Reads: 324    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

Seduction in the rawest forms begin upon my tangles sheets of twisted desire,
with the deepest gaze, and intoxicating wine of my drunken passion.
Triwl, and sing in the firelight of our tryst, your burning halo of fire spinning as you go,
your flush skin collasping into a pile.
Think not of your modesty, my fair angel--heart--succubus of my dreams,
for you are a cruel maiden to tease, and then hide behind you throne of perfect modesty.
You crouched, poised, ready to fly,and give chase appeal to the [warrior] demon blood in me,
but I shall have you this night, and claim you as mine.
In the moonlight, I mark you for the sand, and waves, to taste my mark upon you, and the stars shine in envy...
this is the night of carnal pleasure from a poised moonlit angel.


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